ENTANGLED IN THE LOVE OF A DOCTOR

POV Kak Ranti's

While relaxing I play my favorite music. " Sister, at first how, how can it hurt like this "Tanyaku, Curiosity from yesterday continues to make me curious. Finally, Ranti told me from the beginning of her illness.

 

Flashbacks

" Mom, Ma'am, wake up.." Desi said to my coworker.

I opened my eyes, my left eye felt heavy. "have you hours Des? " Tanyaku.

" Li's clock..." Desi answered and looked at me.

" So she sounds lispy.." Tanya Desi astonished. He did not continue to answer my question.

" Squeeze how Des..? " I asked to squint my eyes. " I misheard what Ma'am, try Mbak said run "Desi told me.

" Lali "Say me. " Well yes, Mommy lisp..? " ask.

" Why Des..? But Mbak's cheek also pegel "Tanyaku.

Tok tock..

" Sir, Ranti is awake or not " said Mrs Fatma, my employer.

" Yes, you take a shower first, I open the door " said Desi.

" Mr Desi "My employer is back.

" Yes Mom for a moment, "Desi answered and kept coming out. " Ranti's mom hasn't woken up yet "His question.

" Just take a shower, Mom.." Samar faintly I heard Desi and Miss Fatma talking. My body felt limp, and my jaw was a little stiff, I got even more confused when reflecting. My left eye came down, more precisely his eyelid dropped and closed half my eye.

Without thinking any longer, I took my towel and went to take a shower. After the bath I immediately pray the dawn that has been left behind.

I went out of the room and did my job. It looks Almira the eldest son of Bu Fatma out of his room is neat with his school uniform. Then Annisa who still hasn't put on her veil.

" Mom, please put on my veil..!" Annisa.

" Don't Brother say also don't wear this veil "Almira said.

"My friend wears a veil like this Brother, she's beautiful. Annisa is different from Almira. Almira the simple and Annisa the ribet, Hhee. The two children are different characters but never noisier, the two are familiar and even support each other.

" Bakkk "Aliya half shouted from the direction of his room. This little cayenne pepper is chatty, anything in ask, the curiosity is very big. Yes, at the age of just five years, it is natural to want to know with the various things he meets.

" Don't yell Alisya "Sir Almira.

" Hhee I'm sorry.

Fatma had four children, three women, namely, Almira, Annisa, and Alisya. While the last one is an anxious baby boy named Arrayan. Almira is fifth grade in Elementary School, Annisa is second grade in Elementary School, while Alisya is in Kindergarten B this year, and Baby Boy is only ten months old. An unknown baby is present in the womb of Ms. Fatma, but so is the baby that is expected to be born as a baby Boy.

First I put on Annisa's veil, then I approached Alisya who was pouting because her sister used to be.

" Ciaa why darling "My words are soft, then I align my body with her.

" I'm going to take a bath Ma'am, I just woke up my bed wet and smelled "She said plainly. I wanted to laugh but I could stand it. There is just, of course he wet the bed again, Alisya is still often wetting the bed at night, but not every day, put on diapers is also not willing.

" I've grown up Mama, the little one's baby boy "Remove it when Ms. Fatma a little forced him to wear a diaper. Finally now often wet the bed, fortunately just use waterproof sheets.

" Yes already, Cia took a shower first yes, Ma'am wants to ready her clothes first "Say me again, then I lead her to the room. Finished helping Cia prepare me to take her to the dining table, there are various breakfast menus, there is Annisa's favorite fried rice as well as Alisya, and there is also rice along with vegetable soup and fried chicken favorite Almira and the Papa, Pak Syarif.

" Cia why are you helping Ma'am.." Ask Ms. Fatma. Indeed Miss Fatma has taught her son to be independent from childhood, as is the case with Cia, from one year ago, the first time to enter Kindergarten A, has been accustomed to bathing himself also wearing his own clothes, and also wearing his own clothes, everything was prepared from a small.

" Surely he wet the bed again "Chat Annisa in silence. Cia's face turned red, then her tears welled up in her eyes. 'Wahh inimah is soon raining heavily' My murmurs.

" It's okay, sometimes right Mom..? " I quickly answered so that the heavy rain would not fall. Ms. Fatma who saw my code immediately replied, "It's okay dear " said Ms. Fatma while stroking Cia's head.

Almira is seen nudging Annisa's elbow. Annisa is just a whiny.

This is how I work as ART, for decades I have relied on my life to work as ART. Starting from after Primary School. I've been to the city, to work. My parents who are only farmers are also freelance day laborers, making my family's economy unstable plus my sister still has two people to finance her life, more precisely they still need fees for school.

After my master had breakfast, I cleaned it up and washed the dishes.

" Mr Ranti, same as Ms. Desi had breakfast before ", said Ms. Fatma.

" Yes Ma'am "My Sahut. I finished the dishes and then had breakfast with Desi.

" Sir, why eat like hard ? " Tanya Desi.

" Yes why yes, it is very difficult this "My Sahut. After a few minutes, Desi had finished eating, while my rice was still half. " I first yes Ma'am, I want to mop "Desi get up from his seat, then wash the dishes used by him to eat.

" Udah Mbak, finish the meal first "Say Desi. I just nodded. Confused by this awkwardness.

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The day continued to pass, until mid-September, the symptoms were more severe. All the symptoms are, difficulty chewing, difficulty swallowing, slurred speech and my voice stinging, the left eyelid closing, my body also limp.

My employer, who knew that my condition was not good, eventually took me to the ER of Hospital U, in the area where my employer lived.

After the examination, the Doctor diagnosed a sore throat and recommended to the ENT Doctor at SA Hospital, still close to U Hospital, and all at once to the Ophthalmologist, because the eyelids dropped.

After registering to the ENT Poly at SA Hospital, given an Endoscopic action. Endoscopy is a medical procedure performed by inserting a special instrument into internal organs without major surgery.

After the Endoscopy, the doctor stated that there is a Nasopharyngeal Tumor, and must be biopsy as soon as possible.

Nasopharyngeal tumors are malignant tumors that most often grow in the Nasopharyngeal area. In general is a type of cancer that grows between the nasal cavity and the back of the sky of the oral cavity.

I who heard the doctor's explanation was very shocked, how could I get the malignant disease. But Ms. Fatma kept encouraging me to heal, even Ms. Fatma herself who went down immediately drove me back and forth to the Hospital.

" It must be the spirit yes Ma'am, continue to fight, we check until we know the actual disease" said Ms Fatma.

Even the children of Ms. Fatma are all supportive, giving me encouragement every day. Cia also no longer asked me to accompany her to take a nap, or a bath.

" Mom, get well quickly yes, I promise that I wet the bed again I will not trouble Mbak again "She said when she saw me lying on the bed. I am deeply moved by the treatment of Ms. Fatma's family. Even Arisan friend Bu Fatma knew it, they gave me the spirit to heal.

These few days, there is no development at all, it is getting worse. I drooped weakly on the mattress where I slept, I tried to eat and drink even though I had to choke again through my nose.

Tuut.....

" Yes Hello, Assalamu'alaikum.." My brother's voice was on the phone.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, Dek, this is Brother again sick." I said with a loud and slurred voice.

" What Sis..", "Yes, Hello, what's up, Sis..? "

" Hello, hello, Brother, what's "Tuut.. Finally the phone disconnected.

Finally I spoke in a message, [Dek, Brother is sick again ] long enough my sister did not reply.

[What pain Sis? ] Ask.

After I explained my sister replied again, "[Wish a quick recovery, brother, spirit ]".

There was a feeling of plong in my heart after my family found out. At least they know how I am.

There hasn't been a week, I'm getting worse. Because there was no change, I was taken to Hospital R is still District City T. I was taken to the ENT Doctor for a repeat endoscopy.

Apparently the doctor stated, there is no Nasopharyngeal Tumor after the Endoscopy. Finally, the doctor advised to inject antibiotics three days in a row. That day was also my first antibiotic injection and the Doctor suggested to be treated, because my condition was bad.

" Sir, try his sister's phone, because, if Mbak must be treated, there must be someone who accompanies "Said Bu Fatma.

I called my sister in City B, she works at the Foodstuff. At first he didn't want to, because he didn't know who to go to. But, I was begging a little, 'cause if it wasn't him who else.

Ms. Fatma who heard my sister did not want, "Yes already, no need today Ma'am, anyways this is afternoon, pity in the way "She said. I finally said no so today he took care of her.

The next day, I went back to the hospital for antibiotics. And I had to take X-rays today too, because I was very sick. After the X-ray I went home and waited for the results tomorrow.

The next day, I was getting weaker, getting up was also very difficult. But I don't want to continue to trouble others, let alone this at someone else's house, it's enough they drive me back and forth to the Hospital, and it's time-consuming. Especially they work.

During this week, her sister, Miss Fatma, Risa was forced to be at home to accompany Baby Boy. Because Ms. Fatma and Mr. Sharif had to drive me every day, queue at the Poly's place, queue at the drug taking place. Even for ronsen photo check.

" Ranti, how's it going? " Tanya Ms. Fatma who arrived arrived.

" Lemas Bu "I answered slowly.

" Sir, just treated today, try the phone again his sister.

" Yes Ma'am "My answer is weak.

" Yes already, now drink milk just slowly, the important thing is that there is going into the stomach, Klo already, later we leave again to the Hospital " Said Ms. Fatma who was like my sister.

I woke up slowly, reaching for a glass on the television table. This milk is made by Desi, I drink it with a straw slowly. Despite choking and coming out of my nose again, I kept forcing him to run out.

After the photo came out, the doctor explained, If there is a mass of Mediastinum around the chest. And have to do some stage of examination so that the disease is more clear because my condition is getting dropped because I can not enter food and drinks.

Mediastinum mass is a collection of abnormal tissue or can be called a tumor, which grows in the mediastinum, that is, the cavity in the middle of the chest located between the breastbone (sternum ) and the spine.

After that, I will install the NGT hose. But, after a few times, the tube can not get into the stomach and doctors recommend to be treated. And the ENT doctor advised me to be referred to the big Hospital in City J, because there the equipment is more complete. Incidentally also his ENT Doctor served in the Hospital. After taking the referral letter, I called my sister again until she was eleven in the afternoon.

My sister cried because she didn't want to, because she didn't know what to ride . Finally I called Ka Fitri to persuade him, because who else would accompany me, because someone had to accompany me.

After deliberating, Ms. Fatma suggested to be picked up from here, because I knew that my sister must be afraid to take public transportation alone, especially where she never went.

I called him back, I wish he wanted to. Sure enough, when I called her she was home from work and ready to go.

" Hello, Hana, how, Brother please yes "My words are clear.

" Yes, brother, I am on the road to prepare first" he replied. There was a sense of pleasure, he finally wanted to.

" Same who, what alone, will be picked up from here "Say me again.

" No, brother, I'm in between Mas Ali "

" Mas Ali "

" Yes "His reply again, not long after the phone disconnected.

'Mas Ali, Mas Ali who used to be matchangin to me is not it?' I asked in my heart.

If yes, please, because what I heard my sister is in a relationship with Mas Ali, because Mas Alinya I cuekin.

Now, what I think about is my recovery so that I don't worry everyone around me, especially my employer who doesn't work every day because I think about my condition.

After the consultation, I finally went home, but on the way home, the streets were very jammed and it took me a long time to get home.

Ting...

My message read, apparently from my sister.

" [Sister, I've reached ] "I'm so happy, my sister has finally arrived home.

" Mommy, my sister has arrived at the house "I said to Ms. Fatma.

" Thank God, I told you to wait for me first " said Ms. Fatma.

' [Wait a minute Dek, Brother again on the road, soon to arrive, because it's jammed ] '

' [Yes] ' He replied again. My heart is a little bit of a flower. There's a spirit in my soul, for some reason maybe because I'm going to meet my sister.

After reaching home, I immediately rushed to enter and meet my sister.

Off Flashback..

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I was just stunned to hear Kak Ranti tell me, it turns out that Kak Ranti suffered a lot with her pain, but she can still smile.

Seriate....